It is Day 3. It rained in the night which was lovely and cooling and everything looked fresh outside at 5 am when I was standing in the garden with Gracie in my nightgown. There is a skunk about so I have to create some noise when we go out....so I have been shaking a tin of stones which is very irritating when you are half awake.
Did not have the "Resort" breakfast, and decided to get to work early on that 2nd bedroom. I am right into the painting and have the trim almost done when my neighbor knocks. I answer the door with my hair wild, paint on my arms, goofy pants and jam on my face. (noticed that later).
Apparently I had forgotten an "old bucket" at the side of the house and the rain dripping on it had disturbed her. She was quite irritated and mentioned it was the second time I had left something under the eaves that kept her awake. That's no "old bucket" but my vintage sap bucket, part of the decor, enhancing the vintage cottage vibe. I promise to move it and don't give her the jar of homemade jam I had set aside for her:)
I spent a couple of hours faffing about with this old metal cabinet I purchased at a garage sale. I tried it all over the place and settled on the kitchen by the fridge to store platters and jam jars and ugly things like the fire extinguisher.
I collect these old shell boxes and have moved a couple over here. I had a few peony's in the garden, picked them, plus one from the complaining neighbors side for good measure :)
Spent the evening chatting to a boater about his life re-entering the dating game after 30 years of being married (lost his wife). Amazing what people will tell you if you don't ask.